Quotes About Enigmatic

She wasn't a woman who smiled and said hello.

She was beautiful all right, beautiful in a way that was at once seductive, demonic, and raspberry.

the other hand neither was he a man, nor any sapient proteinoid of the glutinous-albuminous variety. The head was round and plump, with red cheeks, but for eyes it had two penny whistles, and for ears it had thuribles, which gave off a thick cloud of incense. He was dressed

Girls are weird, and I don't mean that offensively. I just can't put it any other way.

All men are. I declare, I think you to be the most incomprehensible creatures.

We live in bewildering world

Did-a-chick? Dum-a-chum? Dad-a-cham? Ded-a-chek?

Saturated Arrogance...she rebuked those about herin darkness did she dwella pathetic historyall mortal man would tell..

preternaturally private

Captivating to men, Anne was also sharp, assertive, subtle, calculating, vindictive, a power dresser and a power player, perhaps a figure to be more admired than liked.

Human understanding very often remains enigmatic and motivations impenetrable. Many codes remain unbreakable, unless one has the unconditional key. ( " The unbreakable code " )

I grow gnomic. It is the last phase.

complex or that whimsical all at the same time." Despite

His writings were often obscure,

Amy Elliot Dunne is like a yeti - coveted and folkloric - ...

He was extremely handsome, in a dark, slightly satanic way.

Asuka is just insane, and she has such a different background and things I've never seen before, so I'd say I'm a little bit more worried of Asuka because I don't know much about her.

It's good to be difficult to know. Too many people are too easy to know.

You have to watch our for the quiet ones. Take some advice from me. The quiet observant girls are the deadliest.

uninviting, inscrutable,

I think that the best characters are the ones who both manage to be attractive and repulsive at the same time.

Miss Abigail Westcott, he had concluded during the past week, when he had watched her far more than he had wanted to and far more than was good for him, did most of her living inside herself. Like an iceberg, she showed the merest tip of her totality to the world, even her family. Perhaps especially to them. He wondered if they realized it.

It has been said that the myth is a public dream, dreams are private myths. Unfortunately we give our mythic side scant attention these days. As a result, a great deal escapes us and we no longer understand our own actions. So it remains important and salutary to speak not only of the rational and easily understood, but also of enigmatic things: the irrational and the ambiguous. To speak both privately and publicly.

Personality-wise. Is he secretly a poet or something? Does he dance around his room when he thinks no one is looking? Is he funny, like you? What's his essence?